3 Songtext
von Vasche

Staring at the letter wall
With childlike intentions
Curious to what may be on the other side
I know what the pattern is
Tedious moments turning to a cliché
Compliments of what we all
Think we owe ourselves

Somewhere behind the wall
There′s no deception
No three dimensions
Just one solid plane
Losing a lot of time on what may never come
As long as that cliché is complimenting
What we think we owe
What we think we owe ourselves


The consequence of ignorance
Digs a whole inside
And apathy will follow
It's a never ending line of
I don′t know and I don't care
And if I never know
Then I may never care

This third attempt has lost its charm
A lost sense of reason somewhere behind
This third attempt has lost all charm
A necessary reason to continue
Staring at the letter wall
With childlike intentions
Curious to what may be
On the other side
I'm sick of wasting time
On what may never come
Deceiving all that appeals to
What we think we know